I like my veggies raw, thank you very much. This is what I’d do to anyone who suggested cooking my precious carrots:
Yeah, that’s right. Don’t mess with my carrots!!
-Betsy
Dad keeps the treats on the floor by the steps near our part of the living room. They are in sealed containers which are too much work to chew through. Lately, however, there’s even been a box of crackers there… with an open box top. I can smell the crackers. (Are you trying to taunt me, dad?)
Actually, as it turns out, I can tip this box over and if I sqeeze my head in there really hard, I might get a piece of cracker!!
Dad’s been in the room when I did this, and I haven’t gotten squirted with water yet, so it must be OK!
Now I just have to keep this discovery a secret from Betsy…
-Gus
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Dad was browsing some silly website, and he kept laughing, and these were the pictures he showed me.
I just gave him a disapproving look and went back to sleep.
-Gus
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I think dad may have gone crazy. Maybe he’s trying to make up for the unspeakable act of leaving us at the vet for a week. I don’t know. But last night, after feeding us, he sat down outside our enclosure and read us a bedtime story.

Maybe it was because it had rabbits (hares, actually) in it?
I mean, it was a nice story and all (Betsy wasn’t impressed – she’s not the sentimental type) and it did make me sleepy… but still…
Do any other buns’ humans do this sort of weird stuff??
-Gus
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I’m still disapproving of being left at the vet. I refused treats from dad the first day we were back as well as the second day (Gus gave in, that cheeky bugger).
Gus really got on my nerves while we were at the vet; I tried to thump at the vet to get their attention, but it didn’t work.
Mum keeps trying to apologize, but I’m not having any of it. Next time, she can just stay home!!
-Betsy
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Well, we’re back.
And we’re not happy with dad or mum.
We did NOT like staying at the vet. And we did not like the car ride, either.
We will be dissaproving for quite a while after this incident.
-Gus
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I tried… and dad tried… and mummy tried too… but there’s no one available to come serve feed watch us while mum & dad are away, so we’ll have to go stay with the vet for a week.
I’m not happy about this… who will give me treats??
-Gus
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Betsy and I have been hard at work with some… “renovations” to our new house. Specifically, we wanted more room:
So, we knocked down a few walls and created what dad calls a “two-bun garage.”
I thought we did a pretty good job, too. But then Betsy was pushing the house around today and it nearly fell over on me!!
Dad said it wasn’t quite “structurally sound” anymore. So he shooed us away for a bit, and when we came back, this is what we saw:
So, instead of “Rabbit Townhouse with Two-Bun Garage,” we’ve now got a side-by-side ranch-style Bunny Condo!
Obviously, we had to explore this new configuration.
“Oh, hi dad.”
Betsy checked things out in the other direction for me.
The new configuration seems pretty nice to me – although Betsy was somewhat dissapointed that she no longer had a 2nd floor to “escape” to.
Still, I think this new layout will work well for us… until we get the urge to “remodel” again!
-Gus
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